Uh well this is how nice and smooth it is
Hey uh listen to them
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris cause thats what I was born to do
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris cause thats what I was born to do
So many times I heard you rhyme but you cant touch this
Im kicking the type of flow that makes you say Youre too much Kris
So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fires what I pack and what I pack is real bad
Id like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
Never til they jump, til they say Hoooo
Now thats the state of mind Im in huh…
With rhyme after rhyme I win
The Mac The Mac
Nuff for breakin em off somethin
They layin in the back and front
Keepin the speakers pumpin
The miggida miggida miggida Mac came to get a warm
And my pants to the back thats my everyday uniform
You little cream puff Mac Daddy wannabe
Keep dreaming cause the Mac you will never be
So all yall with the Dr. Seuss riddles
You can get the finger… the middle
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris cause thats what I was born to do
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris
Hey, yo Kris kick it first
You know its sto its sto
Peepin at my rhymes its dope its dope
And for you theres know call my name what?
The Daddy Mac, baby, Totally Krossed Out
Catchin all the ladies
The age I be I should be playin with toys
Instead I put my hand into make you make noise
Thats how I kick it thats my everyday life and
I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife, man
Im the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
And there aint another brotha bad as me
When I let go
Somethin from the ghetto
Word, a little brother kickin rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
Showin suckas how its done
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris cause thats what I was born to do repeat 3 times
Yea, now you all know
Whats up?
And the Mac to all that
So many times I heard you rhyme but you cant touch this
Im kicking the type of flow that makes you say Youre too much Kris
So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fires what I pack and what I pack is real bad
Id like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
Never til they jump, til they say Hoooo
Now thats the state of mind Im in huh…
With rhyme after rhyme I win
Im the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
And there aint another brotha bad as me
When I let go
Somethin from the ghetto
Word, a little brother kickin rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
Kris Kross show em how its done
Warm it up Kris Im about to
Warm it up Kris cause thats what I was born to do repeat 6 times
Warm it up Kris repeat 13 times